of the Old Timer's Club)
Why say you that these friends are dead
They've only just gone on ahead
To that dear land where all is peace,
Where sorrow, care and suffering cease.
But they have left sweet memories here
That we shall always hold most dear.
Of giving, without thought of gain;
Of courage in the face of pain.
Of friendships true that made us glad.
A smile to cheer us when we're sad.
But we sorely miss their presence here,
And for our sorrow drop a tear.
But once again we'll clasp their hand
When we go to that happy land.
Because they have just gone on ahead
So do not say that they are dead.